Victoria
The long night was behind us and today came, the day I was supposed to meet Philip, he would come here to the pack.
My stomach was churning with anxiety, while my chest was vibrating. I think that even my wolf could feel the anticipation. I so wished I could already talk to her.
I took a deep breath and looked at the dresses Shelby laid on my bed.
“You have to look good on your first date!! Goooooodess, I am so excited!”
“But he has seen me already...” I muttered confused.
“Don’t worry, Vicky. He is your mate; he would like you and be naturally attracted to you even if you were wearing a potato sack.” Marg added, chuckling a little and shaking her head.
“It doesn’t mean she should wear a potato sack, Marg! Let her prince see her looking dreamy like a princess.” She
